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Oct. 30th, 2002
Fucking Red.
Oct. 30th, 2002 02:18 amVotania has been having a few issues with her computer Red. This latest: Norton Firewall isn't giving her system back to her.
She's running 98 on an emachine, so things are... a little out of my area of expertise.
Fortunately, we have Echo and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
digitalambience around.
She's running 98 on an emachine, so things are... a little out of my area of expertise.
Fortunately, we have Echo and
digitalambience around.Fucking bigots.
There is a guy at Nephew's daycare who used to be cool with Votania -- until she wore her star in one day and he saw it.
Since then, he's been giving her nothing but trouble.
She called them this morning to ask them to pick Nephew up from school. She sent a note with him to his teacher to make sure he got picked up. Guess who she spoke to at the day care?
Guess who got a call from the school saying that Nephew was there in the office, waiting to be picked up?
She called the day care back, and they are picking up Nephew.
There is a guy at Nephew's daycare who used to be cool with Votania -- until she wore her star in one day and he saw it.
Since then, he's been giving her nothing but trouble.
She called them this morning to ask them to pick Nephew up from school. She sent a note with him to his teacher to make sure he got picked up. Guess who she spoke to at the day care?
Guess who got a call from the school saying that Nephew was there in the office, waiting to be picked up?
She called the day care back, and they are picking up Nephew.
Snappy retorts
Oct. 30th, 2002 04:12 pmWhen someone overbearing declares that something or other must be "cleansed in the blood of Jee-sus Christ!" ....
...wonder aloud where one would find Him to sacrifice Him to get the blood.
Nothing like taking obnoxious people a little too literally.
...wonder aloud where one would find Him to sacrifice Him to get the blood.
Nothing like taking obnoxious people a little too literally.
Preparations
Oct. 30th, 2002 04:47 pmralmathon came over, to share the results of his jello shot experimentations with us. Yum, in a word. In another word: Weehahaudhgggh! Rather strong, as he used half booze and half water. I'm starting work on the stew now. Fortunately, the vacuum cleaner works. The house is vacuumed and (mostly) picked up.
Votania is working on poor Red. NTKERN has been one of the primary actors in all those blue-screens, which leads
ralmathon to suspect Bad Things of the install CD. And along the lines of computer use: funny comic.
Coming Along...
Oct. 30th, 2002 06:16 pmMy skyclad shirt is progressing nicely. Right now, blue paint is drying. It would be nice if I had little gold beads that I could trim the edges with, but no such luck. You know, the little glass seed bead kind that are clear outside with a goldenrod-yellow center... mm, happy beads that I don't have.
Calling Back
Oct. 30th, 2002 11:10 pmCalled Darkside at 11 or so this morning, then again at 8:15, figuring he'd be around. (I asked for "Sunshine".) Evidently for the Halloween party, he re-arranged his schedule (just for me! Awww.) and was working today instead of Friday (Friday being his day to sleep and catch up from being up all Thursday night).
He called back at ten after nine and we talked. Dawn and I had been giggling over the idea of picturing various teachers in silver G-strings and Santa hats (male teachers all of them) on one of the last days of school; I shared the mental image with Darkside.
Towards the end of the conversation, Darkside mentioned that he'd been in the shower when I'd called at eleven, and that he had to go get a shower now and get some rest -- but before he went, he had to get my mind out of the shower.
Huh?
He'd meant to say, he said, that he'd need to get the image of Mr. Sheldon in a silver bikini with a Santa hat out of my mind before he got off the phone with me.
Right.
Yes, of course I was thinking of the delightful mental image of Darkside in the shower. I know he knew that; how could he not?
He called back at ten after nine and we talked. Dawn and I had been giggling over the idea of picturing various teachers in silver G-strings and Santa hats (male teachers all of them) on one of the last days of school; I shared the mental image with Darkside.
Towards the end of the conversation, Darkside mentioned that he'd been in the shower when I'd called at eleven, and that he had to go get a shower now and get some rest -- but before he went, he had to get my mind out of the shower.
Huh?
He'd meant to say, he said, that he'd need to get the image of Mr. Sheldon in a silver bikini with a Santa hat out of my mind before he got off the phone with me.
Right.
Yes, of course I was thinking of the delightful mental image of Darkside in the shower. I know he knew that; how could he not?
Noting a certain trend of nervouspanic type things on my friends list, I seem to be On Call for the next little while.
Those who have my cell number, note that it's not in working order at the moment. Those who have the Temple number, which ends in the digits 42, that's the one to be calling should you need to call it.
Those who have my cell number, note that it's not in working order at the moment. Those who have the Temple number, which ends in the digits 42, that's the one to be calling should you need to call it.